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Why Iowa has never been mentioned in the same breath as trophy trout

Now with Natural Insecticides Ask any kid old enough, and he’ll be the first to tell you that eggplant sucks, along with most leafy greens, tubers, and anything else Ma insists he eat before the dessert course …

… and as all them vegetable-hating kids grew up to be us, we won’t have any compulsion about boycotting genetically engineered eggplant if it means saving a Caddis or two …

(Remember, the Cook doesn’t appreciate tantrums from adults, so if you’re going to insist that pie comes before you eat them veggies, make sure all the impressionable youth is out of earshot.)

India blinked and banned Monsanto eggplant – and now the insecticide equipped “purple tomato” is languishing dockside while everyone else eyeballs the similarly equipped Monsanto GE Corn.

“Bowing to pressure from Monsanto and the other biotech companies, our federal agencies approved Bt corn and cotton without requiring any mandatory testing for environmental impacts. And the expected happened: a few years later, independent university researchers — again not the government — discovered that this Bt pesticide was potentially fatal to Monarch butterflies and other pollinators. After a public outcry, that particular version was taken off the market. But just recently new independent research showed that Bt was also potentially devastating to caddis flies, a major food source for our freshwater fish. Without mandatory government testing, we’re clueless about the universe of keystone pollinators and other species that are being decimated as the Bt plants continue to proliferate in our fields.”

– via the Huffington Post

Which may explain why Iowa is never mentioned as a trophy trout fishery … and why Trout Unlimited is going after your Fritos and Corn Dogs next.

Tags: Trout Unlimited, Fritos, Caddis, genetically engineered, Monsanto, India ban on Bt Eggplant, Huffington Post, Tofu, guide lunch, fly fishing

The League of Women Voters would decline to host it

Napoleon Dynamite There’s a cadre of coaches to groom candidates on the smallest of details – and what’s blurted out during the primary is refined into easily digestible sound bytes for the election.

Some hideous side of my character has always wanted a presidential election to rest solely on the angler vote. Perhaps it’s because we can finally ignore the issues that placate elements of left and right like family values and carbon taxes; we can waive the issues we’re not sure we understand – and we know he doesn’t – like stem cell research or drilling off Malibu, and focus on just the fishing angle … as unimportant and fractious as that might be …

… seeing Dan Rather with a straight face, asking insightful questions akin to, “Mr. President, do you think it fair to have fish forced to copulate, strip them of their children, raise them in an urban setting surrounded by concrete, then force them into the wild without food – and subject them to a gauntlet of marshmallow-laden treble hooks?”

You have to admit you’d be riveted, especially with NBC and your family asking whether he’d pooched the answer or no…

We won’t have the pleasure anytime soon, but as the UK attempts to form a coalition government, the Angling Times was put in an enviable position as it interviewed the Opposition Party’s candidate for Prime Minister, David Cameron.

As it’s not my election, nor am I privy to a single solitary issue – we are allowed free reign.

“Angling isn’t just safe, we will actively promote it. I am a fan of fishing.”

The above sounds suspiciously like the “some of my best friends are fishermen” coached response. “Fans” are for organized sports, not the disorganized, every-man-for-hisself, rabble that fishing is so famous for …

Q: Can you tell us if you’ve ever fished?

“I’ve got quite a good fishing heritage. My grandfather was a brilliant fly fisherman and I remember when we went on holiday together up in North Wales and we had a picnic on the banks of the River Clwyd. My sock floated off down the river and he cast for it and got it on the third time. It was 20 yards downstream and flying down the river, and I remember thinking ‘what a God among men’. He was a very good angler and also had pike to 24lb.

“I still do a bit of fishing, but not as much as I’d like to. I went mackerel fishing with the children this summer and we ate everything we caught, I’m pleased to say. I do a very good smoked mackerel paté.”

A point for mentioning fly fishing, two more for comparing talented fly fishermen with gods – but undone by the smoked mackerel paté reference (at least in the Colonies), and losing his sock might be equated to misplacing a hangar full of MIRV’s, so it’s a wash.

Q:How important do you perceive recreational angling to be in this country?

“Incredibly important. There are four million people who, in one way or another, take part in fishing and it’s an incredibly widespread sport that a lot of people get an enormous amount of pleasure out of.

“I am an outdoors person. I love growing my own vegetables, I love being in the countryside, I love walking, I like fishing. I like all these things. It is a great way to spend time outdoors and to have a pastime, to take exercise, and it’s something we should be encouraging.

“Fishing is very good on every level. Whether it is well-being, whether it is bio-diversity, whether it is understanding nature, I’m a fan and a supporter.”

The numbers suggest his pollsters have him up to speed, but vegetable growing first – fishing mentioned fourth. Any presidential candidate worth his salt would have mentioned “I grew dope in college, but never inhaled”… and if fishing was second, he’s a stoned throw from coronation.

Q: How can you assure anglers that the Conservative Party is the party for anglers?

“First of all, the leader of the party likes fishing and that is a good start. In any given year I will be trying to catch a mackerel or trying to catch a trout. The main thing is that we will have a team in DEFRA who understand and support all country sports, including angling, which is the most popular. And I think in terms of the policies we are developing, which are pro bio-diversity, pro countryside, pro sport, I think you will have a very, very big listening ear to speak to.”

Which is about what I’d expect from a fellow running for office. He’ll listen plenty while running for office, not so much once elected. The only bright spot being his equanimity for all types of fishing:

“We need to make sure we don’t over-emphasise game fishing as against coarse fishing. We need to be balanced. We won’t forget sea anglers either, who are one of the fastest growing parts of fishing.”

… so he may have swayed some of the Brownline contingent, but all in all I’d say it was a pretty miserable showing.

Our version would have some apoplectic senator at the other podium, coifed and controlled until his pollsters saw this as a final gasp, in which case he’d pound lectern and insist, “dammit Bob, you ain’t been fishing since you was twelve, and by all accounts you were a complete sissy-bitch!”

… “Mr. President, you have thirty seconds for a counter-rebuttal…”

Tags: fishing politics, Angling Times, Opposition party, David Cameron, brownline, coarse fishing, presidential debate, didn’t inhale, fly fishing

What sins are hidden away in your life list?

I'm apologizing to It! I ate everything I ever kept in saltwater, even when I found out that Rainbow Perch was most plentiful around the sewage outlets in San Francisco Bay.

They were plentiful and I was determined to exploit them, never thinking about the estrogen and grey water, and had I known it wouldn’t have mattered – Big City girls thought fish were born in Saran wrap and got the price sticker in adulthood, I was on the outs with the cheerleaders already.

I ate everything I ever kept in freshwater too – except for that Largemouth Bass from Lake Merced. I’d commissioned a couple of ne’er-do-wells to row me around the gray-green water while I flung a monstrous Purple spinnerbait. That snag turned out to be a six pound largemouth, and my youthful delight at confirming the Loch Ness monster of the lower lake tempted me to keep it.

Pop made tracings of the corpse and Ma dutifully cooked it, but nothing could make the jaw move after the first forkful entered. It was if you’d licked the glass of an aquarium …

… completely committed, like one of Ma’s chocolate icing spoons.

Now that the Winnemem Wintu tribal dancers are enroute to New Zealand to apologize to the salmon, in hopes of restoring them to California, a fellow has to look at the carnage and snelled hooks in his wake to see whether apologies are in order.

In a lifetime of fishing I’ve never toed my opponent into the brush, never tossed a stringer full of sunwarmed fish back into the depths, nor mutilated or mangled the vanquished for my amusement or for those with me. I’ve killed plenty, but made it as quick and painless as possible.

One moment of weakness on my sixteenth birthday, where I told Pop I could pass for fifteen for a couple years more, and his ethics made my path plain, “you’re the biggest fishkillingest SOB in the family, and you’ll buy a license like everyone else.”

There is one sodden red check mark near the blank pages yet to be written. I made sport of a Fillet O’ Fish, took it’s name in vain, and sprayed it across Ronald McDonald’s midsection enroute to the trash …

It’s not sport unless you can see your quarry’s eyes – and while I’m sure there are dozens of pairs within that ground, unnaturally pasty flesh, our meeting was chance – and not on the field of battle.

I’ll apologize to it them – when Ronald McDonald apologizes to me.

Tags: Ronald McDonald, Fillet O’ Fish, Winnemem Wintu, apologize to salmon, fishing humor, rainbow perch, San Francisco bay, big city girls, fishing, Saranwrap

Silverfin causes international incident

gefiltefish Eight or nine states, Congress, and now two governments are pissed off over our handling of the Asian carp explosion. Nine containers of frozen Asian carp threaten to undermine Israel’s domestic carp industry, and idle dockside while the two governments wrestle over tariffs.

The dispute centers on a 120 percent import duty imposed by Israel on nine containers of Asian carp fillets that were being shipped from an Illinois fishery to a processing plant that makes gefilte fish.

via IsraeliNationalNews.com

As the Internet is very much present in Israel, and YouTube shows us shot gunning the SOB’s in midair, the fact that we’re charging anything other than postage is usury.

… that and a dense pattern of steel #8’s probably isn’t Kosher.

I can’t blame the fish farmers at all, knowing there’s a half dozen states that’ll rush to gill nets and depth charges if they could find a valid export partner that’ll take the carcasses.

Tags: Asian carp, gefilte fish, frozen fillet, Israeli tariff, shot gunning fish

Your Honor, a poor knot doesn’t imply premeditation

The Victim As a really tasty “pain and suffering” verdict could be in excess of twenty million, now’s the time to look hard at your legal staff.

I’ll be sprawled amidst all that oak and cow leather sending another smoke ring towards the ceiling fan, while the earnest young chap insists he’s onboard … he’s got the full weight of his sprawling legal enterprise behind my corpulent frame …

… then I’ll stob the cigar out on his forearm, and if he flinches slightly I’ll be looking for another legal team to defend my use of barbless hooks, light tippets, and small flies.

Fly fishing will be part rodeo spectacle and part courtroom drama. We’ll have stern accusations, wooden faced judges, and be paraded through the docket in an orange jumpsuit, but there won’t be any victims.

… no maimed witness to demonstrate our instream excesses, no grieving relatives to narrate the hideous deed, and only the warden and his ever present stopwatch between us and freedom…

Last month, Antoine Goetschel went to court here in defense of an unusual client: a 22-pound pike that had fought a fisherman for 10 minutes before surrendering.

via The Wall Street Journal

… because dead fish tell no tales.

It’ll undo the last couple of decades of conservation ethic, and angling organizations will have full color brochures on how best to off your quarry with dignity – we’ll finally listen to doctors and be surprised how good fish taste …

Largely because our neighbors are no longer interested in being an accomplice to our crime.

“0X is the new 8x” – the Boomers will claim, and we’ll be launching curious or dim witted six inch smolts into orbit – compliments of long rods and hawser cable tippet.

… and when that nearly imperceptible take occurs, and the warden steps out of the underbrush holding the incriminating stopwatch, we won’t be worried about the niceties much, it’ll be hand over hand – dog the fins down with piggin strings, yank the gills and lower jaw hook out and yell “Time.”

The case revolved around the idea that the pike suffered excessively because of how long it took for the angler to reel it in. Mr. Goetschel lost the case last month, but is considering an appeal.

The IGFA will pull a “Tiger Woods”, confessing their Director of the 2lb tippet class always seemed a bit twitchy – but he’ll wash up somewhere, likely with his commodore hat still set at a rakish angle.

Barbless hooks will disappear along with the barbaric regulations that promoted unnecessary suffering, along with dry flies – when chicken feathers prove unable to float that meaty treble.

… and you’ll be demonstrating fly tying technique and hook removal to both Fish & Game and your insurance agent, as there’s no chance you’ll be licensed without being bonded.

It’s a bold new litigious world your kids will inherit.

Tags: animal lawyer, animal rights, Pike, Antoine Goetschel, fly fishing the Bloodsport, animal cruelty, Tiger Woods, IGFA, dry flies, Tiger Woods, heavy tippet

California Bill proposes Chinook as “official state endangered species”

Nothing like getting all sentimental about a fish on the brink. Absence making the heart fonder with the “P” factor – some deep political agenda in some Two official state animalscodicil of parchment from a Mexican land grant.

Now that the California Chinook is a couple seasons away from being a genome hidden in a long bank of drawers buried in Cheyenne Mountain, legislators want to adopt the poor downtrodden anadromous “bag lady” and restore her to prominence.

The Chinook salmon, largest of the Pacific salmons and once in abundance in the Central Valley where they spawn in the rivers and creeks, would become California’s official state anadromous fish under a bill authored by Assemblyman Jared Huffman, D-San Rafael.

But the bill would do more.

It establishes a state goal to restore Chinook salmon to sustainable levels within a decade. The population of the fish has declined dramatically in recent years to the point where some feel it is headed toward extinction.

Or perhaps they just want to pull on Senator Feinstein’s whiskers by adopting the Chinook salmon as the official California anadromous fish. Rebellion against her proposed legislation extends throughout her constituency, with 15 Democratic legislators signing a letter asking her to cease and desist on the planned water grab.

It’s likely the noble Chinook will require modification of the state flag – our repository for the noblest of California wildlife long extinct.

Since the California poppy is California’s official state flower, it is protected by state law prohibiting persons from picking or destroying it.

The state affords some small protections for harvesting official wildlife, perhaps some canny legislator recognizes he can undermine the farm lobby by conferring an official title.

This bill would require the restoration of the Chinook to historic norms – in addition to conferring the official designation, naturally it lacks all detail to achieve that lofty goal.

Tags: Chinook restoration, Official anadromous fish, Senator Dianne Feinstein, water wars, California Poppy, on the brink,

The Director turns to you and asks, “fluorocarbon or regular Mono?”

Most of you missed the most important Oscar of the evening. It wasn’t Best Picture or Best Plastic Surgeon, rather it was the Oscar for Most Lifelike Portrayal of an Inanimate Object by an Out of Work Angler…

Somewhere between your groggily becoming aware of the festivities and the consumption of night before last’s leftovers, some poor fellow strode to the podium (looking uncomfortable) and accepted his destiny.

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Acceptance speech wasn’t terribly memorable, but then jigging cheetah skinned  underwear as it attacks sorority girls isn’t terribly memorable either.

We naturally perk up anytime Hollywood intrudes into our rarified space, debating everything from casting doubles to fly pattern selection. No doubt you’ll complain that a six weight would’ve been more lifelike – but the sorority girls will ensure it’s queued on your Netflix.

Tags: Attack of the Killer Thong, Netflix, fishing, sorority girls, Oscars, the out-of-work angler

Them big hammy feet get shod on the cheap

With the manufacturers eager to adopt the trend away from felt soled boots, those of you interested in one last set – or adding a travel set for foreign waters, should be moving on that purchase.

Most of the fly shops no longer have the full range of sizes and the popular sizes are being blown out via sale, added to eBay, or walking out the door due to their compelling price.

It’s not often you can get a two hundred dollar boot for fifty bucks.

Travel boots

Sierra Trading Post has some still available, but the best prices and selection are at the Platte River Fly shop, which is unloading Simms and Patagonia felt soled boots at compelling prices.

I grabbed a set of Patagonia Canyon Walkers and a set of Simms boots – and was out the door for $120.

Not knowing how much longer they’ll be available, I made like Imelda Marcos …

This will cover me until I’m no longer able to wade.  Two sets of cleated rubber for my local infested water, one set of boots for watersheds in the Sierras, and now two sets of “travel” boots that I can take with me should I fish more than a single stream.

Use an aggregator to search for the sizes you need, it’ll save a lot of time and phone traffic.

Tags: Simms wading boots, Patagonia Canyon Walker, felt soled boots, wading shoes, felt ban

New indictments edge closer to Madoff trading desk

BernardMadof_AndSonsfFinish200 While the blaring indictments no longer grace the newspapers, it appears another executive has been indicted in what remains of the Madoff debacle.

Our interest has always been in Mark Madoff and his ownership of the Abel Automatics Inc., the maker of Abel reels.

Investigators and the trustee winding down Bernard L. Madoff Investment Securities LLC have previously said the activity took place in the firm’s investment arm, but the charges against Bonventre directly link the investment and proprietary trading operations.

          – via MSNBC.com

… the selfsame proprietary trading operation run by both Madoff sons.

Both brothers spent their careers working side by side for their father, an electronic-trading pioneer. Mark, 44 years old, and Andrew, 42, joined their father’s firm on the trading desk in the 1980s. Both rose through the ranks and by the 1990s ran Madoff’s trading desk together.

          – via the Wall Street Journal

While they’ve been mauled in the court of public opinion, this appears to be the first credible link between the Ponzi scheme and the legitimate trading operation.

It’ll be months before any concrete information results. In the meantime clutch those extra spools tightly.

Tags: Bernie Madoff, Mark Madoff, Abel Automatics Inc., fly reel, indictments

It gets personal when it boils down to Salmon or Danish

Bear Claw It started with some small pretense of fairness, Senator Feinstein’s call for a review of the environmental opinion on the Sacramento Delta, an effort to ferret out the “flawed science” that dared put fish before the needs of farms and her pals at the Westland’s Water district.

… while most of us fishermen assumed it was merely a ruse to reverse the initial judgment and favor longtime contributor Paramount Farms, it appears Ms. Feinstein has opted to speed the process and ignore whatever the review determines, in favor of adding more water for farmers via a rider on the proposed Federal Jobs Bill.

Even some fellow members of California’s U.S. congressional delegation were annoyed with Feinstein, saying she had agreed with them to wait for a report by the National Academy of Sciences, which provides advice on scientific issues to U.S. policymakers, before drawing up any water policy changes.

“We had a couple meetings on this, and at the last meeting she had indicated that we would base any policy decisions we make on the science,” U.S. Representative Mike Thompson told Reuters. “And this policy change certainly isn’t based on science.”

– via Reuters.com

Ms. Feinstein requires an increase of 30% over last year’s drought diminished quota – guaranteeing 40% of federal allotments (pre endangered species finding) for the thirsty breadbasket of Southern California.

The 2009 tallies show about a 50% decline from 2008, with each year’s return setting the new low for the run.

“Why are San Joaquin agricultural operators selling their water to southern California developers and then demanding more water from the Delta?” 

Nationally, products exclusively grown (99% or more) in California include almonds, artichokes, dates, figs, kiwifruit, olives, persimmons, pistachios, prunes, raisins, clovers, and walnuts.

As everyone hates dates, persimmons, and prunes, and clover is largely animal feed, we’ll simply have to weigh the outcome gastronomically … with fishermen barred from voting as they won’t eat anything other than fish stix – which are entirely man made.

Salmon versus a walnut Danish or bear claw slathered in Almond slivers ?

… wait, don’t answer that.

Tags: pastry, senator Feinstein, California water wars, Sacramento delta, paramount farms, NOAA science, Mike Thompson